作曲 : Moor
Oh brother please, still the guns at your side it's only me we got through it alive 
The more things change the more we're turning to stone a naked flame that leaves the lonesome alone 
We're Cain now we're able a three of a kind she's more than one woman, one woman the best you could find 
Though it feels just like her her skin and her hair, she don't hear your prayer anyway, anywhere 
Though it looks just like her she ain't got her eyes like someone else in disguise or just a trick of the light 
An idiot tune turning round in my head 
I wish I were you then 
I wish I were dead 
All love is insane wars never get won complicated ways to cover over the sun 
I see it behind you my hands are tied this thing it ain't broken just idling, biding it's time... 
This living is fatal just breathing the air 
I'm well out of welcome 
I'll tell ya stay well out of there.....